Monday, August 1, 2011

To infinity, and beyond!

Last day in England, buying teabags, packing and repacking, and then off to Heathrow where Liz & the girls and I part company for a fortnight or so. Will I get charged excess on my enormously heavy suitcase? I heave it on to the conveyer belt, nonchalantly, like it was nothing, and then a voice from within says "This is an inter-galactic emergency!", courtesy the girls' newly-bought Buzz Lightyear, the buttons of which are occasionally activated by a shoe or sock or whatever. The check-in guy looks at me and I laugh nervously, but amazingly he lets it pass without so much as a question and lets me off the excess. Could have been worse, Buzz could have said it in Spanish.